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Chaos
Willow pov

The day was long already, only being 12 pm and all
Scrolling through Instagram,liking photos of these snotty rich kids
The door opens, my sister ivy walks in unannounced pounding on the floor walking to my dresser and grabbing a lace tank top
"I have a party to get ready for" she said closing her door
"What the fuck" I murmured

I walked down our hallway, when we moved here my mother who was an interior designer and my father is a architecture/builder renovated this home. It had three bedrooms but my father built a wall and added a door to the master making a four bedrooms. They are quite a duo.

I went into our kitchen, grabbing noodles, pasta sauce,seasoning and a pan

"Lunch?"  Gio asked
"Yep" I poped the p
"So,um-I wanted to talk to you" he said sitting at the bar stools
"What's up" I say putting water into the pan
"I was-well I am going to join the santos" he said, I felt a wave of regret or sadness wash over me. The pan fell making a loud bang,water spilling onto the ground
"Willow" he asked concerned
"You can't, I won't let you" I say grabbing a towel
"It is not your chose" Gio said grabbing a water from the fridge
"Has anyone seen my mascara" ivy yelled pacing back and forth
"No" me and gio yelled at the same time
"Look, gio the santos are not just a group of kids at high school, they are killers and drug dealers" I said storing the pasta
"Found it!" Ivy then yelled
"Where are my keys?" My father was clearly in a rush
"Hung up by the door" I said trying to open the marinara sauce
My brother stealing from my hands and opening it like nothing pours it in the pan
"See you guys later,love you!"
"Love you"
"Love ya"
"Love you dad!" Ivy was always the last one to say I love you to my father, she was also the last one to say goodbye to my mother to. You see my mother is not a bad person, she left us with all the money and house but her life was to extreme for us. For example she loved rock climbing, but none of us never went. The fear of her not coming home because of her bipolar was to much so she decided to leave. Go live with family in Spain maybe travel a bit.

"I understand that part but we would get protection,sister, we would be safe" gio tried to plead like he was making a deal with the devil for his soul back.
"They brand you, ruin you, what if you get shot? Turn the wrong corner? You would have a green light on you in no time" I say turning one of the burners off. I was having a moment of where my mind raced, intuitive thoughts filled my head, worse case scenario danced around.

"I am doing this for our family!" He yelled start at my face
"We don't need you!" My voiced boomed, the house feel silent
I stared blankly at the wall as he storms out going god knows where. Panic then set in, my heart began to race my palms felt calming
I rushed to get shoes on, double checking the stove was off.
"Ivy lock yourself in, or leave earlier for that party" I said rushing, looking back and forth for my brothers figure. Then I saw him
As a fist connected to his jaw, spooky hand flying past

I could not believe my eyes, they watered but no tears fell. He made his choice but it was not over yet so my feet walked over
Crossing the torn up street, walking on the broken glass from the fight last night

"Gio" rift as I said his name the fists stopped, the cheers faded
"What the fuck are you doing?!" I screamed not even thinking
"Doing what needs to be done" he said not even looking at me
"Don't come home, we don't welcome santos into our home, you know this" I say voice cracking ever so noticeable
"But you would let them between your legs" he said, the world crashed on me
The color of my face draining, my hand shook trembling
"You- don't come begging to me when you get your dumbass shot! Or have a greenlight one you! Hell don't ever speak to me again until you man up and realized you are just an idiot with a tattoo" my voice loud, loud enough to break a glass
"Tell how you you really feel princess" spooky spoke
"Here's some advice-" spooky began
"Shove your advice up your ass" I cut him off
He does not scare me, the ways his eyes glossed when he looked at me like a hunter to pray, a hunger that is filled with lust I knew he would not hurt me.
I walked backwards, going towards my house of where ivy,Monse,jamal, ruby and the one and only Cesar stood.
"What are you looking at?!" I yelled shoving my way past them as the street was silent
Hours passed the music boomed, but I sat alone drinking wine that I found in the back of the fridge.

My thought explode like fireworks in my head,"there is no rest for Ill minded, the freaks that don't come out to play unless needed, sited you are dreaming of a white washed happy ending so get your shit together"
My sister said that, before she went away
She was high on drugs. My last time I spoke with her she promised she was coming home but there is not a work spoken maybe she takes after our mother? Running away from your fears? Well I am done hiding! And running

Felt so shallow inside, that in the outside I acted fine but I am numb! Angry is the only emotion I can feel as I slowly come undone. And this time I am taking back what that man took from me at 14 years old!

I wrote in my journal, closing the cover
"Willow?" A voice spoke form the other side of the door one I did not know
"Who is there?" I asked
"Just open the door dumbass" the voice spoke
"Not till you tell me your name" I said
"I'm-

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